Watches on the Beach

Watches on the beach and Salvador Dali laughs
Melting them into the tide
They spin to the depths of my ocean
Blue green trip to the end

Watches on the beach and Scientists could never measure
Their frantic motions, to and fro
They point subtly up towards God
Connected by shafts of light

Watches on the beach and the surf roars in anger
Crushing innocent shells with its force
They never wanted to hurt anyone
But they knew their time would come